CEO Looking for Love

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"Sapuin like this morning. I want you to bribe me to eat like this morning" Ethan ordered.

Geez, this crazy guy can be spoiled too if it hurts again. But unfortunately even look more. iiiih. amused me. Elfa shuddered to herself.

"You're healed. Eat by yourself. Do not act spoiled like a child" refuted Elfa.

"You're the one who made me sick like this. If you don't give that much chili to the food it's definitely not going to be that spicy until I have diarrhea. Now you have to pay it back by taking care of me until I recover" said Ethan.

Shit...if not for feeling guilty want me to jejeli chilli tuh mouth. Elfa said inwardly.

Ethan was sitting on the wall of his bed.

"Let's wait what else, I'm laper once now. Quickly bribe the porridge into my mouth" Eltah ordered.

Although annoyed Elfa still did it. It's just that his attitude is a bit more rude than it was this morning.

"Slowly donk, and the porridge should not be too full. My mouth doesn't fit everything" Ethan protested.

"Staying dead is still a lot of protest. Want me to give chili again tuh lips to be more monty" threatened Elfa.

"Just try if you're brave" Ethan challenged.

"I've given you the medicine, so you're cured and can babble like this. So there is no debt between us" Elfa argued.

"But I haven't really recovered. You have to bribe me until I can stand up and be fit as ever" Ethan ordered.

"Sableng base" aspir Elfa.

"What is sableng?" ethan did not understand.

"Gilaaaaaa" replied Elfa irritatedly.

Haha. You're upset, aren't you? I'm actually really upset that you worked last night. But when I saw your face this morning I was sure I wasn't the one who was sick here. You're sick too. It may not be as bad as me but this morning I saw your face pale as well. So I'm putting the punishment on you. In exchange for you I am lawfully serving me until I am healed. Ethan laughed winning in his heart.

After finishing the porridge that was in the plate that Elfa brought. Elfa wanted to leave her room.

"Eits. I haven't taken any medicine" Ethan recalled.

"Drink yourself, you're healed. Take the medicine alone" denied Elfa.

"And I told you, take care of me until I recover. Quickly give me the medicine" Ethan told me.

It was like strangling this man in front of her but what a force again - again she was afraid of going to jail.

Elfa takes the drug in the nightstand near Ethan's bed and reads the rules for using the drug. After that, he gives Ethan some medicine to take. Then he gave Ethan a glass of water.

"It's over, I can get out soon. Or want me to sing a lullaby" eyed Elfa.

"May as well" challenged Ethan.

"Not all fairy tales before going to bed" mocked Elfa annoyed.

"That too, you're the smartest at taking care of the sick" Ethan said.

"Cih the spoiled child" Elfa got up from her seat and walked towards the door.

"Lho said he wanted to sing a lullaby and read a fairy tale" Ethan protested.

"Singing alone, I'm your governess weeeek." replied Elfa as she stuck out her tongue.

Elfa passes from before Ethan and comes out of his room. Ethan smiled at Elfa's behavior before leaving his room.

Suddenly he woke up...

Why am I laughing at her behavior, waaah. For a long time I could if made up angry - angry and then laugh. Ethan shook his head.

In the afternoon Elfa comes again to bring an afternoon snack for Ethan.

"Hey. banguuuun slackers" said Elfa woke Ethan.

"Hemmm... What time is it?" ask Ethan. Slowly his eyes opened.

"It was late afternoon." replied Elfa.

Ethan sat on the wall of his bed.

"What are you taking?" ask Ethan.

"A afternoon snack" replied Elfa.

"What's that?" ask Ethan to know.

"Porridge again?" ask Ethan again.

"The bury is different this time. If in Indonesia this food is often made by my mother if there are family members who have just recovered from illness" said Elfa.

"Yes already bribed" Ethan ordered.

"Hey we're cured, eat alone. Sorry I made this food for you" protested Elfa.

"Not protest. Not tired of you protesting just anyway in the end you have to do too?" refute Ethan.

"Ck. "decak Elfa was upset.

Elfa sits on the edge of the bed and begins to feed Ethan.

"Hem. yummy" praises Ethan.

Elfa holds Ethan's forehead.

"It's healed" said Elfa.

"Well, are you doing my head? I don't have a fever anymore" Ethan protested.

"Once you have grown - the tumbenan muji food that I cook usually answer is always 'common, I'm hungry' is that it? I thought you had a headache and could say that" Elfa said.

"Well wrong, protest wrong" Ethan scolded.

"You better shut up" replied Elfa.

Suddenly Ethan's bedroom door opens and his mother goes in to check on Ethan.

Mama Ethan was surprised to see what was going on. Tumben his son so spoiled like this same waiter. Ask to be bribed by everything. Usually no matter how much pain Ethan always cold to everyone.

"Still sick?" mama asked Ethan while touching her son's forehead.

"I'm cured Mom" replied Ethan.

"Trus why ask Elfa for a bribe like this?" ask her mother suspiciously.

"It's a punishment for him for making me sick today until I can't go to the office and just lay in bed all day" Ethan replied.

"You're sick because of Elfa? Are you flanked by Elfa until you get sick like this?" ask Mrs. Mohammed suspected.

"Last night I was starving after I finished working in my study. I asked to make him food. Trus he cooked spaghetti Indonesian style super pedaaas Mom. As a result I became diarrhea and fever because of it" said Ethan.

Mrs. Mohammed smiled hearing his son talk a lot like this. There's something different. Ethan usually only talks as necessary. Especially the waiter at his house. But why did Ethan turn to Elfa so much talk? Inner Mrs. Mohammeds.

"Indonesian spaghetti?" ask Mrs. Mohammeds.

"Yes Mom" replied Ethan.

"If in Indonesia the name is instant noodles Madam" reply Elfa.

"How does it feel?" ask Mrs. Mohammed's interested.

"Snake but very spicy Mom" replied Ethan honestly.

If Ethan has said delicious must be delicious, this child rarely praises the cuisine of a waiter, said Mrs. Mohammed in my heart.

"When - when to make it for me yes" pinta Mrs. Mohammeds.

"Well mistress I'll make it" Elfa welcomed.

"Trus is what's the name of the food Ethan is eating?" ask Mrs. Mohammed curious.

"This is called Madam's marrow porridge. At my home in Indonesia, Mama always makes this if there are family members who have just recovered from illness. The term fetch the spirit and thanksgiving because it has healed" replied Elfa.

"It's still in the kitchen?" ask Mrs. Mohammeds.

"Still Mistress" replied Elfa quickly.

"Then make it for me too. I tasted your cooking" Mrs Pinta. Mohammeds.

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